ext_203323: Malcolm Jamieson as Armand St. Just in The Scarlet Pimpernel looking down while outside with a tree in background (Default)
Armand St. Just ([identity profile] secret-orchard.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2008-12-02 10:50 am

Day 37: Sun Room (4th Shift)

There were still too many things on Armand's mind for him to truly relax. The morning with Alec had been a help. And seeing that TK was going to be well helped him know that it was time to work out something else, but what? He'd already, without success again, tried to reach one of the club leaders about his sole idea of something new and different. Maybe it was hopeless.

There was no way he was going to play with paper and glue like a small child, and he glared at the nurse as best he could until she gave up on the idea. There was a free chair in the Sun Room--in fact, there were many free chairs--where he settled down to see what the new patients looked like. Prisoners, not patients. He felt bad that he had to remind himself. Even if he was crazy, he wasn't going to give in to Dr. Landel's game, not today. He nibbled on an overgrown cuticle and kept an eye on the room. No dozing today.

[for Citan]

[identity profile] byname-bynature.livejournal.com 2008-12-04 03:54 am (UTC)(link)
"You aren't?" Artemis said, sounding a little surprised. He supposed that he had fallen down a little on keeping track of people. "What have you been up to recently? Besides wandering around in ridiculous sunglasses?"

[identity profile] gentiana-clusii.livejournal.com 2008-12-04 03:59 am (UTC)(link)
"...sure. You remember my sunglasses." Ken shook his head. "Knew I shouldn't have let Omi talk me out of my goggles."

As for what he was doing, Ken shrugged. "Trying to keep everyone else together. Not doin' so well at that either." And he'd passed out in the hallway last night, on top of it. But that wasn't for Artemis to worry about.

[identity profile] byname-bynature.livejournal.com 2008-12-04 05:05 am (UTC)(link)
Artemis sighed. "It must be a hard job," he said. If Schuldig was getting annoyed at trying to keep everyone together, it must have been even harder for someone who couldn't simply dive into someone's head and see what was going on. Ken had to do it the old-fashioned way.

"I think a lot of us are starting to lose hope."

[identity profile] gentiana-clusii.livejournal.com 2008-12-04 05:27 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah." Ken wasn't about to say that he thought that he was one of them. Admitting it would only make everyone else worry.

"But we can't give up."

[identity profile] byname-bynature.livejournal.com 2008-12-04 05:29 am (UTC)(link)
"I honestly believe that if we were to go down, the answers would lie there. But the Captain insists on heading outwards over the walls," Artemis crossed his arms in thought. "The good Head Doctor isn't out there, he's in here. If anyone is out there, it's Jill."

[identity profile] gentiana-clusii.livejournal.com 2008-12-04 05:34 am (UTC)(link)
Ken nodded. "I can see where going out would be a good option. We do need to know what's out there. But..." Inside was even more vital. "His offices aren't on the first floor, or the second. Doubt they'd be in the basement. With those three out, the question of 'where the fuck is he' comes into play."

[identity profile] byname-bynature.livejournal.com 2008-12-04 06:10 am (UTC)(link)
Artemis thought, almost squinting through the walls. "There is a third floor.

"I've seen it, when we were coming back from town. There's a first story, a second, and a third. The only possible explanation is that he's up there."

[identity profile] gentiana-clusii.livejournal.com 2008-12-04 08:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Ken nodded. Made sense that a guy with a God complex would want to be as high up as possible--the offices were always on the top floor. It seemed to be some kind of rule of melodrama.

"No one's been up there. If there's stairs or an elevator, we don't have access to them."

[identity profile] byname-bynature.livejournal.com 2008-12-05 03:36 am (UTC)(link)
"Yet," Artemis clarified. "We haven't found a way yet because no one has tried. No one has thought that it was important. Perhaps we could scale the building..."

The boy thought. Was it possible? Or was the basement more of a priority? They hadn't found what the key went to yet. It could be something important...